(The collection has broken through the 5,000 mark, and today it is added, this is the first time it has been delivered!) There are two more later, thank you for your support, Mo Da! ）

Two cars drove into the village, one in front of the other.

The village is small, showing only a little bit on the GPS map, and is home to less than thirty Aboriginal families.

The "Blood Falcon" in the occupied areas pursued a typical "fascist" rule, with the supremacy of force and financial resources, a weak sense of law, and the maintenance of order by absolute force.

The aborigines also have no sense of belonging, and they are willing to do anything for the sake of money, and dare to do anything.

It was already past eight o'clock in the evening, and most of the villagers had closed their doors to sleep.

This kind of village is very small, and there is no garrison value, and the "Blood Falcon" does not have any additional garrison force to deploy unnecessary garrisons.

The daily defense depends on the villagers themselves, and every household has a gun, and the old man, the child, the big girl, and the little daughter-in-law can use it.

There is only one gas station in the village, which was built by the villagers themselves, because there are always garrisons in nearby towns who go to the countryside to collect vegetables, and vehicles can also make a small profit when they come here to refuel and rest.

Two jeeps entered the gas station with their lights on.

The gas station is small, there are only two fuel dispensers, one petrol and one diesel.

There is also a small public toilet, which is actually just a pit, and there is no distinction between men and women.

In addition to this, there is a small supermarket, a small hotel.

The boss is an old man, sitting behind the cashier of the small supermarket, the weather is cold, the lights are blind, there is no entertainment in the countryside, and the others are estimated to have all slept and hugged their daughters-in-law to study how to make people.

"Boss! We're going to do it! ”

Sun Wenhao shouted outside.

They have men and women here, as well as foreigners, the captain is still bearded, the physical characteristics are too obvious, Li Song is not very good at socializing, and the intelligence commissioner of Brother Glasses is a short-sighted nerd.

So the matter of fooling people was still handed over to Sun Wenhao.

Don't look at the boss's seventy or eighty, but the body is very tough, injecting alien cells to become an alien and joining the blood falcon is this benefit, and there are almost no diseases in the body.

Of course, there is an exception for diseases like Sun Wenhao, which is a congenital genetic defect.

The boss has recently become obsessed with playing "Peak King", and although he has lost a hundred battles, he never gets tired of it.

Hearing someone shouting outside, the boss quickly dropped his mobile phone, ran out with a flashlight and an umbrella.

The snow was still falling outside.

Although the "peak pesticide" is toxic, it cannot delay making money.

"Fill these two cars up."

Sun Wenhao said.

"Okay.

Ladies and gentlemen, wait a minute. ”

The old man skillfully picked up the oil gun and refueled.

Although Sun Wenhao and his team were dressed a little strangely, and they couldn't tell where the military uniforms were, the old man knew that this car was a jeep for the garrison in the town.

So he took it for granted that Sun Wenhao and his group were passing by by the town's garrison on a business trip to the countryside.

Sun Wenhao also looked at the old man quietly.

Truth be told, aliens are almost indistinguishable from normal humans in terms of appearance.

The difference is that their blood is orange-yellow, and the average human is red.

Or you can use an electronic instrument to distinguish it well.

The two cars were quickly filled with fuel, and Sun Wenhao paid for it, of course, the money was all about the operation funds distributed in advance by the organization.

Sun Wenhao didn't feel distressed.

He said to the old man,

"Boss, do you have any room available? We wanted to rest for the night and get up early tomorrow morning and leave early. ”

The old man said,

"Yes! Yes! How many do you want? ”

Sun Wenhao said,

"Just two."

The old man swept his gaze over the group of them,

"There are so many of you who want two?"

Sun Wenhao lowered his voice and said,

"We pay you a lot more, and we pay you more.

We carry out important military affairs, so we cannot separate personnel.

Do you understand? ”

The old man hurriedly said,

"I understand! I know! ”

Sun Wenhao paid more and took the key to go upstairs, the hotel is only two floors, the room is welded with stainless steel alloy as usual, the off-white is very strong, the corrosion resistance is first-class, and the floor-to-ceiling windows on the second floor have balconies.

The living environment is not bad.

Others buy something in the small supermarket, borrow some boiling water to soak instant noodles, add braised eggs, ham sausages and eat a little to warm up their bodies.

Sun Wenhao also soaked a bowl and took it upstairs to eat slowly, the instant noodles are "Master Wang" brand, spicy beef noodles.

It tastes the same as in the real world, with a strong coriander flavor and a bit of mushroom and chicken flavor.

It seems that instant noodles are made the same in every world.

After eating, everyone took turns to keep vigil, and the rest of the people took time to rest.

Sun Wenhao slept until midnight and didn't know how much, and suddenly his stomach was uncomfortable, and the chrysanthemums tightened.

He quickly got up.

Due to the operation, everyone did not dare to take off their clothes, and they all slept in combat suits wrapped in quilts.

Li Song, who was holding a gun and looking out the window for vigil, saw it and hurriedly asked,

"What's up? Why don't you sleep more? ”

Sun Wenhao said with annoyance,

"It may be that Master Wang has eaten too much instant noodles, and now his stomach is swollen and uncomfortable.

**Target! This damn old man didn't sell us expired instant noodles, did he?

No, I'm going to take a soak. ”

Saying that, he was about to go downstairs in a panic.

Li Song said,

"Wouldn't it? I ate it too, and I'm fine now......

Ay! Wait! Hold your lid and dick, don't get anything out there dragging you down. ”

Sun Wenhao thinks about it, too,

Putting the lid of the pot on his back, sticking a self-defense pistol on his waist, and carrying a tungsten steel war knife, he was busy "Knock knock!" "Ran downstairs.

The snow had stopped outside, and the ground was thick and white, with a small footprint leading to the public toilet hut for both men and women.

The snow stopped falling, and there was no wind, but it was unusually cold, estimated to be at least minus ten or twenty degrees.

Squatting in such a temperature is simply deadly!

No matter!

The distension and pain in the lower abdomen already made Sun Wenhao unable to think about it more.

He stepped on the snow, soft and hard, and ran to the hut with a creak.

While running, I went to untie the belt, and ran to the door of the thatched house, and the belt was already untied.

And he covered his head and went in.

Suddenly—

"Ahh

The man inside screamed.

It's a good thing the thatched house is far away, otherwise you would have to wake everyone up.

"Shirley?!"

Sun Wenhao's face was flushed.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry......

I didn't mean to. ”

He hurriedly retreated, he really didn't know that she was also going to the toilet at this time.

Sun Wenhao couldn't wait, so he casually solved it on the snow in the darkness in the distance.

After the incident, the entire lower body was frozen and almost unconscious.

He quickly moved a few times to promote blood circulation.

Shirley was also moving her body over there.

Sun Wenhao ran over and apologized to her again.

Shirley waved her hand to show her understanding, the military is used to being tied with men, and her heart is already much stronger than that of ordinary women.

Moreover, she is from Southeast Asia, and her conservative ideas are far more open than those of Chinese people.

She doesn't care if Sun Wenhao sees anything or not.

The two were moving their bodies and chatting,

Suddenly—

Shirley looked out of the balcony window on the second floor of the hotel and said.

"Sun Wenhao, do you think there seems to be someone there?"

Sun Wenhao was stunned, and hurriedly looked along her line of sight, and really saw a dark shadow on the balcony.

It's weird.

It seems that there are still wings, and it seems that there are none.